Crazy Lyft and Uber Riders: We-Only-Have-Five-People

The group sees you and walks towards you from outside the bar.

“Sorry, guys, I can only take four people,” you say as they start to pile in the car.

“We have five. It ill be OK.  I’m little and I’ll scrunch down,” said a petite woman, pleased with her strategy.

“Sorry, everyone has to have a seat belt. It’s the law.”

“Are you even serious right now?” said a male voice in the back. “It will be OK. All the other drivers do it.”

“I can’t do it. Everyone has to have a seat belt. The fine to the driver is $700.”

The fine is actually $395, which is still steep, but I seem to increase it a bit every time I make this speech.

“Dude, we’ve been waiting!” petite lady said. “Just do your job and drive already!”

“I suggest calling for a second car for half of you, or re-ordering a bigger car,” I said calmly.

They all looked at each other. “Should we get a second car?”

Yes, you should.

One guy volunteered, “I’ll get out and get another car.” He stood alone next to the car in the night cold.

“Sally, go with Todd. He’s alone,” miss petite said.

“I’m not waiting in the cold,” Sally said, exposing the depth of her friendship with Todd.

“Let’s get a bigger car, guys. I’ll cancel this fool,” said petite lady as she exited the passenger door, slamming it.

The others followed, slamming their doors in support.